The two of them lay on their sides on the ground, and the wind pulled one of Xiao Yuchen's arms to pill under his head, and put his other arm on his waist. He buried his face in Xiao Yuchen's chest, and his two small hands tightly clutched the placket in front of him. When the two of them heard the faint noise of the people around them, they quickly closed their eyes.

The white light completely dissipated, and here was a clearing on the bank of the river, and all around was silent, except for the sound of the rushing river.

"Ahh

"What's going on?"

"Why am I lying on the ground? Huh? What is this?"

"Huh, sixth-level spiritual weapon!"

"Hahaha!

"Let me see, let me see!"

......

As soon as the effect of the drug passed, more than 20 people woke up almost at the same time, and in a daze, some people found the spiritual weapon in their hands one after another, with a look of surprise. And those who did not get the spiritual weapon were full of envy, lamenting their bad luck.

"Brother Chen, wake up, Brother Chen, don't be scared, woo-" A little girl's choked voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a little girl of seven or eight years old sitting on the ground, shaking the arm of the white-clothed young man lying in front of her.

"It seems to be the ...... of King Chen"

"It's him. ”

"What's wrong with him?"

......

The crowd began to talk.

Fengyun's heart tightened, and he was about to rush over, glancing at the armor in his hand, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he quietly withdrew the long legs that had already stepped out.

Qingxiu and Yunting were stunned when they heard the sound of the wind, and quickly rushed in the direction of the two, stopping beside the two with a confused expression.

Xiao Yuchen, who was lying on the ground, twitched the corners of his eyes helplessly, and could only continue to perform with the wind and his face, slowly raising his eyes.

"Brother Chen, are you awake?!" Feng Qianyan hurriedly wiped the non-existent tears on his face with a handkerchief, helped Xiao Yuchen sit up, and said with a crying voice, "Brother Chen's appearance just now scared Yan Yan to death!"

"Fool, it's just fainting, what are you crying about!" Xiao Yuchen raised his hand dotingly and patted Feng Yanyan's head.

Qingxiu and Yun Ting glanced at each other inexplicably: Which one of the two masters are playing?

The wind poured into Xiao Yuchen's arms, wrapped his hands tightly around his neck, and pretended to sob: "Those people are all awake, only Brother Chen is not awake, Yan Yan is afraid." Yan Yan is useless, it dragged down Brother Chen, if Brother Chen hadn't been in a coma for so long if it wasn't for the protection of Yan Yan when he just fell off the cliff......"

"Don't cry, it's just a fantasy, it's not hurt. Xiao Yuchen patted Feng Yanyan's back and comforted.

The conversation between the two led the people around them to start guessing:

"King Chen came out of the cliff by falling off the cliff, which is different from the illusion we entered!"

"What kind of illusion did you enter?"

"A boundless ocean. What about you?"

"Jungle swamp. ”

"Mine is the battlefield!"

......

After some exchanges, everyone found that the illusions they entered were all different.

Someone self-righteously began to analyze: "Judging from the illusion you entered, those who have obtained spiritual weapons are nothing special, and it seems that they are really just lucky." ”

Another interjected, "I wonder who has the inheritance in this ruin?"

As soon as these words came out, many people's eyes turned to Xiao Yuchen.

Feng Qianyan quietly raised his eyebrows: I knew you would be suspicious, hum!

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